To avoid confusion, this takes place BEFORE Twilight rode to Canterlot, as in, the night before.
"Man, I seriously thought they were straight!" Lyra told herself, crunching the dirt beneath her as she walked around.
She had pondered over the rumors, if they were even rumors at all, but she just needed to know. She didn't know why, but she figured it was probably the boredom speaking to her. It felt, oddly important, like, Equestria-is-going-to-blow-up-in-a-few-seconds-important, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't just point it out.
But she snapped out of her daze when she was met with Twilight's building.
She wasn't stupid, she knew she obviously couldn't fly to Derpy's house; she needed wings, and she knew Twilight had to have some kind of freaky spell or potion to do just that.
She peered into the window and noticed the lights out.
"Ah, she's sleeping." She whispered to no one in particular.
With that, she snuck over to the window latch and opened it, zipping inside like a ninja and crouching in the shadows. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness before her as she made out the large bookshelves in front. She smiled at the sight of her goal. Her smile then quickly faded as she was met with..THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS of books.
"Are you kidding me?!" she whispered angrily.
She sighed as she began on pulling out the first book. She wouldn't trust her magic with this delicate situation, so she used her hooves, slowly wiggling the book out, bit by bit until it came loose. Happy with the lack of noise, she brought it down and read the title, "Fairy Filly Tales"
She brought her head out of the book and stared at the bookshelves with an irritated look.
"Buck it." she said as her horn began to glow, already shredding the bookshelves, throwing down helpless books as the pages flapped in anger.
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Twilight kept hearing the sounds of thumps on the ground, and ignored it, until it began to get louder. She wanted to go down stairs and smash the face of whoever was doing that, but the pure laziness and lack of fatigue made it exceptionally difficult to do just that, so instead, she pulled a pillow over her face.
"Twilight. What is that sound?" Spike asked.
"Ughnnn." she grunted, too lazy for an actual word.
"Twilight."
"......."
"Twilight." Spike kept asking.
"Twilight."
THUMP THUMP THUMP. "TWILIGHT."
THUMP-THUMP-THUMP-THUMP. "TWILIGHT!"
THUMP-THUMP-THUMP-THUMP-THUMP. "TWIIIIIIIIIIIILIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH-"
"SHUT UP!" Twilight yelled, zapping Spike with and instant-sleep spell.
Then, thumping stopped, along with Spike, leaving absolute silence.
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"SHUT UP!"
Lyra jumped back at the obvious voice of Twilight, and began rushing the books back on the shelves super quietly. The books flew across the air before leaving them in a nice, neat order on the shelve. Lyra sighed with relief as the urgency diminished. Then, a book plopped out of the shelf. Lyra crouched down and stared at the stairs, waiting for the signal to abort her mission. She sat there a few seconds, before realizing she was in the clear. She walked over to the book and read the title, "Flight Spells".
"Cool." she said as she picked up the book and jumped out of the window, closing it behind her.
Once she was out of the building, she walked into a small shadow, where she threw the book and began reading it.
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It seemed like at least five hours before she got the spell down, and when she did, she knew how to do it easily. So with the knew knowledge in her mind, she zapped herself up a pair of wings. She looked behind her and gazed at them with pride.
"Aweeeeeesoooooome."
She flapped them back and forth, trying to align the two together.
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Another what-seems-like-five-hours went by, and she now knew how to fly perfectly, as if she were born an alicorn or something.
With the flight stuff down, she flew up to Cloudsdale and spotted Derpy's house. She didn't really know which house was Derpy's, but obviously the one shaped like a muffin had to be it. She flew over to the house and glanced through a window, seeing the exact grey mare sleeping on a bed, snoring up a storm. She opened the window slowly and hopped in, seeing Derpy cuddling a lava lamp. "Derpy And Her Lava Lamp" reference.
Lyra looked at the lava lamp with a confused look on her face, before she crept up to the side of Derpy quietly. She knew, in order to wake up Derpy at his time of hour was to be EXTREMELY LOOOUD!
"WAAAAAAAAAAKE UUUUUUUUUUP!"
"GAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Derpy flew out of the bed and ducked in a corner, breathing heavily. Lyra walked over to the other side of the bed, where...
"RAAAAAGH!" Derpy yelled, launching muffins at Lyra continuously.
"I DON'T EVEN LIKE RASPBERRY MUFFINS!" Lyra yelled.
The firing stopped. "These are blueberry muffins." Derpy said calmly.
"Oh." Lyra said.
"RAAAAAGH!"
"AAAAAH! BLUEBERRY MUFFINS!"
"MAKE IT STOP! OH, MAKE IT STOOOOP!" Lyra's horn began glowing as a force field covered her.
"Huuzaaah!" Lyra said proudly, sticking her tongue out.
Derpy had stopped her muffin raid at the sight of the force field. The two were panting as they stared at eachother awkwardly.
Lyra was the first to talk.
"Hi." she said innocently.
"Uh, hi." she replied.
"Umm, are you going to come out of that force field?" Derpy asked.
"Are you going to stop pelting me with muffins?"
"Yes."
"Then yes." Lyra said, stepping out of the field.
"Why are you here?" Derpy asked.
"I'm here about a certain rumor being spread around."
THE END.